Thursday, October 9, 2008

I'm alright...


"I'm alright, don't nobody worry 'bout me..." from Caddyshack.
When you live in the north and it starts to get cold? Little rodents move inside. This guy, well, maybe one of his mouse friends and relations, moved into our bedroom wall this week so he can boogie at one am. If he shows himself, Spike the enforcer cat will no doubt show him the door.....
:^)

13 comments:

Wep said...

Scary stuff :(

Farmer*swife said...

Me too! At like five till 6:am (the time the alarm would have gone off) I heard something -- in the room? But turns out? It just wanted in the room.

I flipped the outside lights on and a little mouse went scurrying away! He was trying to eat his way in?!

:-o

Gary Rith Pottery Blog said...

seems to me, there are PLENTY of nice little places for rodents OUTSIDE

Cheri @ Blog This Mom! said...

Gary:

Buy a Volvo. The rodents will have someplace else to go. Of course, you won't have a house because the cost of gas will bankrupt you, but still, the rodent problem will be gone.

Lis Garrett said...

We always get one of two this time of year, as well. We'll also have one die inside the wall occasionally and have to live with a reall FOUL odor for a good week. Stinky!

With three cats in the house now, I think they'd be wise not to show their whiskers around here.

Tricia said...

Go, Spike, Go!!

Gordo said...

No mice here. Lately. The neighbourhood raccoons have been helping themselves to the grapes recently, so Sharkey's been vigilant at the back door. If he ever catches one, I shudder to think of the vet bill.

Lynda said...

I'm pulling for Spike here, too.

Jessica said...

Oh, man--I love all creatures, but an uninvited mouse in the house wouldn't sit very well with me!

Gary Rith Pottery Blog said...

they can have the whole great outdoors--inside is OURS!

~ Sil in Corea said...

yeah, but it's the seductive pull of *warmth* when mother nature starts getting a little nippy. I speak from living for ten years with squirrels in my attic every winter. We shared the house with the fearsome Mrs. Bear, a half-Siamese hunter extrordinaire. However, her specialty was field mice, the short-tailed ones that look like grey hamsters. She had no use for squirrels.

ML said...

The only uninvited little beasties I've entertained while living here was one wee little chipmunk who walked casually across my living room floor, having entered via my open front door. I was letting a cross draft whisk through by opening my patio and front doors. Chippie suddenly realized there was a 'person' in the room, sat up, stared at me in horror, while I stared back with great amusement. We had a good stare at each other and then he turned and fled, while I wished him well, and said he was welcome for another short visit, ahytime, if he had the guts for it. Obviously, he hadn't.

kcinnova said...

Go git 'em, Spike!!

If you ever want to see me hanging from the chandelier, just let a mouse into the room. EEEEEEKK!!!

Cleo had a busy winter last year, as did our mouse traps. SuperDad kept track of who caught more -- his traps or the cat. For now? They are still outside...